Ode Addressed To H. Fuseli, Esq. R. A., On Seeing Engravings From His Designs Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Mighty magician who on Torneo's brow	A
When sullen tempests wrap the throne of night	B
Art wont to sit and catch the gleam of light	B
That shoots athwart the gloom opaque below	C
And listen to the distant death shriek long	D
From lonely mariner foundering in the deep	E
Which rises slowly up the rocky steep	E
While the weird sisters weave the horrid song	D
Or when along the liquid sky	F
Serenely chant the orbs on high	F
Dost love to sit in musing trance	G
And mark the northern meteor's dance	G
While far below the fitful oar	H
Flings its faint pauses on the steepy shore	H
And list the music of the breeze	I
That sweeps by fits the bending seas	I
And often bears with sudden swell	J
The shipwreck'd sailor's funeral knell	J
By the spirits sung who keep	E
Their night watch on the treacherous deep	E
And guide the wakeful helmsman's eye	F
To Helice in northern sky	F
And there upon the rock reclined	K
With mighty visions fill'st the mind	K
Such as bound in magic spell	J
Him who grasp'd the gates of Hell	J
And bursting Pluto's dark domain	L
Held to the day the terrors of his reign	L
	-
Genius of Horror and romantic awe	M
Whose eye explores the secrets of the deep	E
Whose power can bid the rebel fluids creep	E
Can force the inmost soul to own its law	N
Who shall now sublimest spirit	O
Who shall now thy wand inherit	O
From him thy darling child who best	P
Thy shuddering images expressed	P
Sullen of soul and stern and proud	Q
His gloomy spirit spurn'd the crowd	Q
And now he lays his aching head	R
In the dark mansion of the silent dead	R
	-
Mighty magician long thy wand has lain	L
Buried beneath the unfathomable deep	E
And oh for ever must its efforts sleep	E
May none the mystic sceptre e'er regain	L
Oh yes 'tis his Thy other son	S
He throws thy dark wrought tunic on	T
Fuesslin waves thy wand again they rise	U
Again thy wildering forms salute our ravish'd eyes	U
Him didst thou cradle on the dizzy steep	E
Where round his head the vollied lightnings flung	V
And the loud winds that round his pillow rung	V
Woo'd the stern infant to the arms of sleep	E
	-
Or on the highest top of Teneriffe	F
Seated the fearless boy and bade him look	W
Where far below the weather beaten skiff	F
On the gulf bottom of the ocean strook	W
Thou mark'dst him drink with ruthless ear	X
The death sob and disdaining rest	P
Thou saw'st how danger fired his breast	P
And in his young hand couch'd the visionary spear	Y
Then Superstition at thy call	Z
She bore the boy to Odin's Hall	Z
And set before his awe struck sight	B
The savage feast and spectred fight	B
And summoned from his mountain tomb	A2
The ghastly warrior son of gloom	A2
His fabled runic rhymes to sing	W
While fierce Hresvelger flapp'd his wing	W
Thou show'dst the trains the shepherd sees	I
Laid on the stormy Hebrides	I
Which on the mists of evening gleam	B2
Or crowd the foaming desert stream	B2
Lastly her storied hand she waves	C2
And lays him in Florentian caves	C2
There milder fables lovelier themes	D2
Enwrap his soul in heavenly dreams	D2
There pity's lute arrests his ear	X
And draws the half reluctant tear	E2
And now at noon of night he roves	D2
Along the embowering moonlight groves	D2
And as from many a cavern'd dell	J
The hollow wind is heard to swell	J
He thinks some troubled spirit sighs	D2
And as upon the turf he lies	D2
Where sleeps the silent beam of night	B
He sees below the gliding sprite	B
And hears in Fancy's organs sound	F2
A euml rial music warbling round	F2
	-
Taste lastly comes and smooths the whole	G2
And breathes her polish o'er his soul	G2
Glowing with wild yet chasten'd heat	H2
The wondrous work is now complete	H2
	-
The Poet dreams The shadow flies	D2
And fainting fast its image dies	D2
But lo the Painter's magic force	D2
Arrests the phantom's fleeting course	D2
It lives it lives the canvas glows	D2
And tenfold vigour o'er it flows	D2
The Bard beholds the work achieved	I2
And as he sees the shadow rise	D2
Sublime before his wondering eyes	D2
Starts at the image his own mind conceived	I2

Henry Kirk White

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